Mr. Fu, please stop being abusive. Madam has already signed the divorce papers.

The flames of anger burned more and more fiercely, burning Fu Zheng's heart.

He would rather Wen Liang fell in love with Huo Dongcheng at that time, rather than this kind of accidental coincidence caused by him.

Wen Liang looked at Fu Zheng's angry expression, put his other hand on his back and stroked it up and down, signaling him to calm down.

Maybe because she had no memory, Huo Dongcheng used "she" instead of "you" when narrating, so that Wen Liang seemed to be watching someone else's story.

They were like two people.

She did not put herself in the shoes of Wen Liang during his junior year, nor did she feel much anger in her heart. She was just a little surprised that things turned out this way.

Wen Liang didn't pursue anything back then, and there's no point in pursuing it now.

Fu Zheng, on the contrary, looked more like the person involved than she did, his chest heaving rapidly with anger.

He put his big hands around Wen Liang's shoulders, buried his head in her neck, and took a deep breath.

Facing Fu Zheng's accusation, Huo Dongcheng said calmly, "I was also drunk at the time. How could I control myself in front of someone I like? I did take advantage of her, so when I woke up the next day, Aliang cut off all ties with me, and later moved out of the apartment I introduced to her, so I couldn't find her... This might be my retribution. She never mentioned the pregnancy to me, and it was only a few days ago that I found out that she had given birth to my child..."

"How did you know?"

“Someone sent me a photo.”

"who is it?"

"I don't know. It was an unfamiliar number. When I called back, it was no longer in service."

Huo Dongcheng continued, "Originally, I was just skeptical and sent someone to Philadelphia to confirm it, but I didn't expect it to be true...Aliang, why didn't you tell me that you were pregnant?"

Wen Liang: “…I don’t know either.”

Why give birth to this child?

Huo Dongcheng just said that she drank too much because she was hurt by the person she secretly loved.

Is it because she has no chance to be with Fu Zheng and doesn't want to settle for anyone else, so she decided not to get married and chose to give birth to the child?

Huo Dongcheng smiled bitterly, "If I knew you were pregnant, I would definitely not let our child wander around outside, and I would definitely not let you go easily. At that time, you would have a good impression of me, maybe..."

"roll."

Fu Zheng interrupted him coldly.

What a dream.

Wen Liang cleared his throat, changed the subject, and asked, "Brother Dongcheng, I want to see the child."

"He's on the plane now and will arrive in Beijing tomorrow morning. Don't worry, I will contact you immediately after he arrives."

"Do you know anything about him?"

"I know a little bit. My people also told me that he is very defensive. Once you get close to him, he will kick and bite. The force is not strong, but it is very troublesome. At the airport, my people were almost mistaken for human traffickers. I have contacted private hospitals, psychologists, nutritionists and early childhood teachers, and will slowly help him return to normal life."

"Then please spend more time on it."

"My child, it's no trouble at all. Just take a good rest first. When you are out of confinement, I will bring him to Jiangcheng to see you."

"So, Brother Dongcheng is planning to keep custody of the child?"

"The issue of custody... don't be in a hurry. We can discuss it again after he recovers slowly. But I am inclined to keep him with me. After all... Fu Zheng may not be able to accept him." Huo Dongcheng dragged out the last syllable, implying something.

Fu Zheng: "I am his stepfather. As long as you keep his custody with Aliang, I will treat him like my own son."

Huo Dongcheng laughed twice and said nothing. "Let's talk about it later. I have something else to do. Let's not talk about it for now. Aliang, I will contact you when the baby arrives tomorrow morning."

"it is good."

"By the way, Aliang, you probably don't know his name yet, right? His name is Mason."

"Mason? That's a bad name."

"Yes, I will change his name when he stops objecting. This is the only one I can use for now."

"Ah."

"Good night, Aliang."

"..."

Before Wen Liang could say anything, Fu Zheng hung up the phone with a gloomy face.

Wen Liang put down the phone, looked at his gloomy face, and smiled, "Angry? Feeling sad?"

"dare you laugh?"

Wen Liang put his hand on his chest and said, "I'll rub it for you, and you won't feel uncomfortable anymore."

The white and tender little hands were as light as a feather, just like the pads of a kitten's bare claws, tickling him.

Her expression looked calm and innocent, but there was a hint of charm between her eyebrows.

Fu Zheng raised his eyebrows and held her hand in his, "Rubbing it will not help."

Pushing the envelope.

Wen Liang pulled his hand back, "If it's useless, then stop rubbing it."

Fu Zheng clenched his fist, "I didn't say I wouldn't rub it. Not only do I want to rub it, I also want other comforts."

"what?"

Fu Zheng said nothing, but just moved his eyes down from her face.

Wen Liang understood his intention instantly and pinched his waist.

Fu Zheng whispered in her ear, "Five minutes."

The hot air sprayed on the cool earlobes, it was extremely itchy, "Three minutes."

"ten minutes."

“…Five minutes.”

"make a deal."

"Wait a moment," Wen Liang found the stopwatch on his phone and started counting, "It's OK."

Wen Liang leaned on the sofa, her eyes red, and her hands rested on Fu Zheng's shoulders, "…Just eat, don't move your tongue."

"……Um."

She took out her phone and took a look. "One minute... two minutes... three minutes... the last minute... ten, nine, eight... three, two, one. Five minutes. Get up."

Fu Zheng raised his head reluctantly and licked the corner of his mouth, "It tastes the same."

"Get lost."

Wen Liang put her clothes in order.

Fu Zheng looked at her rosy face and smiled.

"Are you still angry?" Wen Liang glanced at him.

"I'm just mad at myself." Fu Zheng lowered his eyes.

"He said, you broke my heart that day. I confessed to you, but you humiliated me and rejected me?"

"No." Fu Zheng shook his head firmly, "How could I humiliate you?"

At that time, their relationship was average and they always maintained a certain degree of politeness.

"So you said something harsh to me because of something else?"

"...No, I remember we had no contact during the semester you left."

After all, he had just broken up with Chu Siyi and was completely busy with work. How could he care about an adopted sister who had nothing to do with him?

"That has nothing to do with you. You know nothing."

At that time, he just didn't like her.

"If only I had known that earlier."

"Did I know you would like me?"

"..."

"Fu Zheng, don't be like this. It's all in the past. Don't you always insist on looking forward?"

Seeing Wen Liang trying to comfort him, Fu Zheng put his arm around her shoulders and said, "Okay, let's move forward together."

"Ah."

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Wen Liang's mind, "Fu Zheng."

"Ok?"

"I remember you said before that you had your reasons. Could this be it?"